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Summary - Before the boy who lived, there was another story. A story that was unknown; a story that was never retold. One was a monster, another a courageous young man, one was a unknown true hero and the other a betrayer of them. They were separated by fate and a tragic catastrophe but their story would never die…
Prologue
Everything ended. Everything was gone.
He was alone, again.
Why? Why have they been taking away every precious thing he owned? They had taken taking everything away from him since he was five, since he had been bitten, since he nearly lost his life.
When he arrived at Hogwarts, when he was only eleven, a scrawny little fellow he was and found it was really hard to make friends. A freak, a nerd, that was what everyone had in mind, thought he was a bit unusual from the rest.
He never thought he could get a single friend in this pathetic state for his life, but he sort of did.
He had three best friends, Padfoot, Prongs and Wormtail.
The Marauders Four agreed to be tied together, to never part until deaths came. They all expected it to be at least a good fifty years before such things began to happen.
But they were all wrong.
Prongs galloped away from them, tall and silent he was, but he never did such a thing like this. He was always the one leading the group; he wouldn't leave them in the lurch just like that, he wouldn't abandon them.
The very next day, Padfoot was arrested for killing thirteen people in a muggle street. Wormtail was one of the victims. No, this just could not be true... Padfoot. Padfoot would never do something like that.
Over one night, all his friends had left him. He didn't know why god was so cruel to take them all away in just one night. In one night, he lost everything.
In one night, he lost all his friends.
Twelve long years later, Moony found a job at Hogwarts as the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Padfoot had escaped from Azkaban. Moony saw him, it got to be him, Prongs' son, the boy who ever lived. He had his mother's eyes and his father's looks. The emerald green eyes that shone in the darkness, the messy jet black hair... he reminded him so much of Prongs, he reminded him the memorable times which the four of them shared together planning pranks. Prongs, his best friend…
But he was already gone…
Now, the Second War started. The fighting between the wizards began...
Remus Lupin Apparated to Grimmauld Place, the grim old place. The house was in darkness even though the children had spent half of their time here doing cleaning. This place shall not brighten up anymore.
It shall forever be in darkness...
Remus felt himself walking upstairs despite the calls from his various mates. He turned the doorknob, not knowing which room he was heading towards, and opened the door. He collasped on the bed but his mind was still unusually clear.
Padfoot.
Padfoot was really gone.
"Remus! Remus!" called a voice outside. "Is Ron all right? What about Harry? And Hermione?"
"Remus?"
"SHUT UP!" he yelled with all the energy he could muster. Why did they have to trouble him at a time like this? He had enough. Why didn't anyone care about Sirius?
Sirius had fallen behind the veil.
He shall never recover.
He was lost. He was gone. He shall never come back.
Forever.
The crowd outside quietened. Remus felt a pang of guilt burning inside him. What was he doing? He was Remus, the guy that should never shout at anyone. But he lost his temper just now.
What was he thinking?
He shut his eyes. It was really getting too much. The pain, the sorrow, the depression he had been taking all this time. Who would understand how he feel?
No one.
No one would understand.
Except them.
It was all his fault… …
If only he had pulled Sirius just in time before he dashed out of Grimmauld Place, he could be still be here with him, right now. They could be enjoying a game of wizard chess and discussing about the event which happened just now.
But it was too late.
It was all too late...
"Remus, oh Remus?" called a familiar voice. He opened his eyes.
"Padfoot?" said Remus.
"You've forgotten about me, Moony?" said the voice. "It's Prongs!"
"Oh, Prongs," said Remus.
It was Prongs. There was a desk arranged nicely with four chairs surrounding it. A set of wizard chess was placed on the table. Prongs and Padfoot was facing each other. Padfoot was looking grim. Prongs was ghostly white, but he still had his jet black hair all messy over his head.
It was just like before. Prongs and Padfoot playing wizard chess with Moony and Wormtail watching.
"Checkmate," said James swiftly. Sirius groaned.
"Just one game, Prongs," said Sirius. "Can't you lose to me just one game to put me in good light?"
"Not a chance, Padfoot," said James, he turned his eyes to Remus. "How's Harry?"
"Fine," said Remus. "Or not fine."
"I've been watching him, he's all right," said Sirius offhandedly.
"You're not watching him as much as I do," said Prongs. "I've been watching him every second, since I've gone on. Sometime I wish I can give his cousin a hard kick."
Remus laughed.
"But Lily," said James. "She'll never allow me to do that."
Remus smiled. "Why are you two here?" said Remus. "You've never appeared before, James, ever since you died."
"Don't you remind me of our deaths," said James. "Avada Kedavra! That's it. Stunned, shocked and nothing else. Dead."
"Yours is not as tragic as mine," said Sirius. "I can't even do anything! Stunned, by Bellatrix, that git. Can't even fight or what so ever. Just fall behind the veil and you'll never recover."
"Good one, Padfoot," said James.
"But why did you come back?" said Remus. "You're not supposed to, James. You two should have gone on."
"And so had we," said Sirius. "We had gone on."
Disappointment burned inside Remus but he knew this was the path which his friends would have chosen. Gone on, rather than come back and face this world.
"This is just our echoes," said James. "Our opinion if we still lived."
"Right," said Remus.
"You're sounding like Harry," said James. "C'mon, Moony, liven up a bit! You can't face Voldemort like that!"
"Why did you come back?" said Remus.
"We want to see you," said James. "See whether you've died out of depression."
"It could have killed him!" said Sirius.
"Yeah yeah," said James. "But with three of us gone-"
"Two," corrected Sirius.
"Wormtail counts," said James.
"Don't remind me of that git," said Sirius. "I should have never suggested him. Killed us, he did."
"Indirectly," corrected James.
"He didn't even help me to clear my innocence!" said Sirius. "Fled."
"I know," said James.
"I wished I have died," said Remus. "With full moons, the second war approaching, Voldemort, Harry-"
"Don't you dare to count Harry in!" said James and he laughed after seeing Remus's appalled appearence.
"You two sound like the Weasley twins," said Remus.
"And so we are," said James.
"Quick, Prongs," said Sirius. "We haven't got much time left."
"Right right, the wisest one," said James, and he turned towards Remus. "Look, take care of Harry, we've named you the second godfather next to Sirius."
"Me?" said Remus. "No way."
"You're the only one I could trust now, Moony!" said James hurriedly. His body was slowly disappearing. "You'll survive! You'll see this end of war."
"C'mon, Remus!" said Sirius urgently. "Remember our pact?"
"Nothing will go wrong as long as we stuck as the Marauders Four," the three of them recited. The voices trailed away as the two figures vanished into thin air.
"The Marauders Four – Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs," Remus sighed he tapped the table in an unusual rhythm gently with his wand. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
Like burning flames, a message appeared on the air.
The Marauders agreed to be tied together forever. We will help each other even after life at Hogwarts, Nothing will go wrong as long as we stuck together as the Marauders Four.
Moony
Wormtail
Padfoot
Prongs
"Yeah," whispered two familiar voices. "The Marauders Four, right, Remus?"
"The Marauders Four."
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